I'd Die to Find Out | By : liebesliedengel Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Savage Garden Views: 1003 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: "I'd Die to Find Out" - Part I
Author: Liebeslied Engel
Rating: NC-17
Descript M/M (D/D) RPS (eventually...), Part I has Daniel Solo. Hints of a bondage fetish on Daniel's part. Somewhat angsty.
Summary: Daniel remembers Darren in the old SG days, and is overwhelmed.
Disclaimer: "If I don't see it, it's not illegal!" --As far as I know, this never happened, and never will.
Notes: Please R&R, this has been read, but not actually beta'd. There are a few spots towards the beginning that I know are awkward, and any suggestions on how to fix them would be appriciated. There is more in the works, so stay tuned!
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Daniel missed him. More than he’d expected. Of course he was happy that “Spin” was doing so well, and that Darren was so happy with his solo career. But Daniel couldn’t help remembering how Darren had looked while they were shooting the video for “Truly Madly Deeply,” when Darren sat at the club Daniel was playing at. He’d tried not to watch the other man, his musical partner, move across the room, tried to block from his mind the always sensuous movements. Tried, but wasn’t as successful as he’d wanted to be.
It had all been caught on tape, but not too obviously, Daniel hoped. At the time, Darren had still been married, so Daniel had never acted on his impulses. But now, Darren was single, and just returning home from his tour. Daniel wondered if his old band mate would ever be game for...
He sighed and closed his eyes for a moment, recalling the way Darren would come up behind him during their “Superstars and Cannonballs” tour, the both of them sweaty from the stage lights and the exuberant energy that came both from performing and from the fans. He could almost feel again Darren’s tired arms drape over his shoulders, the other man’s body pressing close against his back, the labored breaths rushing past his ear as Darren’s head came to rest right next to it.
That’s enough! Daniel chastised himself. Darren was never interested in me like that. He saw me for a talented musician and his mate. We had a good run of it with Savage Garden, but now our lives are our own, no longer so connected. He sighed again and flipped on the TV.
He channel surfed for a while, till he heard Darren’s name mentioned. Flipping back a few channels, he saw that MTV was running a special about the most memorable songs of 1998, the year their first album had come out.
“...And topping the charts four years ago this week,” the VJ announced, “was “I Want You” by Savage Garden, so here we go again, thanks for joining us!” Daniel watched intently as Darren’s face appeared on the screen within a screen, his slick dark hair and bright blue eyes the most discernable features. Then, his face in that vice, his black eyebrow arching just so...
Daniel felt a twitch he hadn’t expected, but rather enjoyed. The steely blue seemingly stared into his soul, and the sweet sultry voice called out to his heart...
And hor hormones...
“Ooh I want you, I don’t know if I need you but, ooh I’d die to find out...”
Not even realizing he’d done it, Daniel found his jeans open and his right hand wrapped around himself and beginning to stroke along its length. In his left hand he still held the television remote, and his thumb depressed the volume button, turning the sounds up all the way. Darren’s beautiful voice filled Daniel’s apartment and drowned his thoughts. His only focus was Darren - those eyes, those lips, that voice. The beat of the song pulsed through his body, the bass causing him to twitch again in his hand. His heart pounding nearly twice as fast as the meter of the song, Daniel felt himself nearing his peak as the first verse reprised;
“I don’t need to try and explain, I just hold on tight, and if it happens again I might move so slightly to the arms and the lips and the face of the human cannonball that I need to, I want you!”
At that utterance of the song’s name, another of their lyrics resounded in Daniel’s mind, “I can’t take anymore!” and he climaxed, the room around him suddenly going black and the sounds from the television becoming muted to his ears.
Daniel opened his eyes just as the last few notes of guitar and keyboard sounded, ending both the song and the video. Still gripping himself, his once warm fluids beginning to chill against his skin, the man worked to regain his breath. Dear God, he thought, pressing the power button on the remote, what is it about his head in the vice, his hands around those poles... Daniel hadn’t realized how much that sight had gotten to him before. He pondered this as he cleaned himself up, then, making a decision, picked up the phone and dialed.
~End Chapter~
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